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Thinking of this, Zhao Lanxiang, who had something in her mind, suddenly felt enlightened.
She let go of the burden in her heart.
The stinky pig intestines were rubbed clean by her with salt.
After washing the intestines, she carefully washed the pig trotters. She carefully scraped the pig trotters with the knife and kneaded them with her ten thumbs as if she was massaging them. The white pig trotters with a hint of red looked very cute in the clear water. Zhao Lanxiang, who was greedy for meat, couldn't wait to simmer it with her spices.
Half a catty of pig trotters wasn't a lot of meat, and only a few pieces were cut into pieces. But Zhao Lanxiang, who was shy in her purse,
Could only temporarily suppress her greedy heart.
Fortunately, apart from the cost of some meat tickets, the rest of the items were very cost-effective. Two cents for a catty of intestines,
Ten cents for pig trotters. She deliberately chose pig trotters that were evenly distributed. Thinking that it was still early,
There was still time to stew five-spice pig trotters.
Sister He hadn't finished work yet,
It wasn't that early for the He family to cook dinner.
She borrowed the He family's stove.
She blanched the pig trotters with water.
She soaked them with wine and soy sauce for half an hour. Then, she fried the next pot with oil and ginger slices. She wrapped the spices into a spice bag and put it into a small pot. She put the pig trotters into the small pot and slowly simmered them. She simmered them until the water was almost dry.
The pig trotters had become oily and red.
The water in the pot bubbled. Satisfied, she sniffed the rising fragrance and put the lid on the pot.
He Sanya returned home first. She put down the heavy pigweed on her back,
Smelling the fragrance, she couldn't help but walk to the woodshed. This was a rich and overbearing fragrance. When a hungry person smelled it, they felt even more hungry. He Sanya's mouth was watering. She saw Zhao Lanxiang in the woodshed and seemed to be stunned.
She looked greedily at him.
She turned her head and ran to the yard to drink a big bowl of water.
She took a bite of the croissant and drank it with water.
Zhao Lanxiang, who was concentrating on cooking, was startled by the sudden appearance of this little girl. Then, he saw her lying by the well, drinking raw water and eating wild vegetables. He couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.
She led the child into the woodshed and lifted the lid of the small pot. Eight pig trotters were stewed until they were soft and sweet, glistening with oil. She took out a bowl for her and Sanya. She used her chopsticks to pick up a piece and blew on it before placing it in front of Sanya's mouth.
"Go ahead."
He Sanya revealed a row of pearly white teeth and lowered his head to nibble on his fingers like a little beast. She was not shy at all. She did not understand the complicated rules of the adult world. She was used to being treated coldly by others. Even when she was beaten, she did not cry. She was so timid that she was like an emotionless puppet.
However, as long as he treated her slightly better, the bright smile in her dark eyes would be as warm as the flame on the stove. After she finished eating, she buried her face in the bowl and laughed foolishly, licking the taste left in the bowl with all her might.
This was the scene that He Songbai saw when he returned from feeding the pigs.
In the dimly lit woodshed, a small flame was licking the small pot gently. The dancing flame outlined the woman squatting by the stove, looking extremely gentle. That silly girl of his was eating rice and meat around her.
Everything was harmonious, except for the fact that San Ya was eating meat with the woman.
His face darkened and he called out to San Ya.
"Who told you to eat food for free?"
The young man's deep and hoarse voice was filled with uncontrollable anger. He strode over to He Sanya and picked her up with one hand. With a dark face, he took out a few crumpled tickets from his pocket and put them on the table. His voice was stiff as he said:
"Don't give her food so casually in the future."
Zhao Lanxiang couldn't help but take two steps back. He Songbai's fierce expression gave her the feeling that he was going to beat someone up.
Then, he really gave He Sanya a good beating. He spanked her butt and made her stand in the corner. However, He Sanya was used to being beaten up, so she was very stubborn. Although she was beaten up by her brother, she still ate two pig trotters. Even when she was standing in the corner, she was still smacking her lips, trying hard to imagine the fragrance of the pig trotters.
In reality, she didn't know that she was eating pig trotters. How could she recognize the taste of pig trotters? This poor child rarely had the chance to eat pig trotters all year round. In the end, this meal of pig trotters became a taste that He Sanya would never forget for the rest of his life.
Zhao Lanxiang didn't know whether to laugh or be angry. She walked over to He Songbai and said: "I'm the one who gave her food. What does a child like her know? Why don't you just beat me up as well?"
He Songbai stood in the same spot, feeling a sense of unbearable sadness spread all over his body. He also wanted to let his cute little sister have a good meal. Since she was born, she had never had a good meal. When she was two or three months old, she didn't have any milk to drink. It was his big sister who used sweet potato powder mixed with water to feed her until she grew up. But no matter how hard he worked, he still couldn't get a full meal.
He could only blame the heavens for letting them reincarnate into the He family and suffer with him for nothing.
He Songbai's dark eyes were covered with a layer of dust. He only glanced at Zhao Lanxiang once before turning around and going into the firewood shed. He grabbed two handfuls of coarse rice with his large hands and started to prepare dinner for the He family.
Zhao Lanxiang felt that his gaze just now had made her heart feel like it had suddenly shattered.
…
When Sister He came back that night, He Sanya called out to her with a smile from the corner of the wall.
Zhao Lanxiang took out the stir-fried pig intestines and trotters and gave them a bowl of rice. She smiled and said: "I ate a free meal last night. Let's eat together today."
Big Sister He hurriedly shook her head. Yesterday's meal was considered sumptuous for them because there was more rice than usual. However, it was still too shabby. How could it compare to the meat and rice that Zhao Zhiqing put out?
Zhao Lanxiang had already put a few pieces of intestines into Sister He's bowl and said with a smile: "Although this is meat, it's all pig intestines. It's not worth much. Big sister, don't worry and eat it!"
This friendship was too precious. Sister He looked at Zhao Zhiqing with gratitude. She used hot water to soften the rice and brought it into the room for her grandmother to eat. Whenever the family had something delicious, they would always leave it for her to eat first. The rice that Zhao Zhiqing bought was all fine grain. It was so soft that it seemed like it would melt in the mouth. It was soft and smooth, with a faint sweetness. It was not like the coarse grain that they ate, which made their throats hurt.
Sister He felt guilty and satisfied after eating the meal. This meal was almost the most delicious she had ever tasted in her life. After Zhao Zhiqing finished eating, she scraped the bowl clean and gave it to her sister to eat. Aside from He Song Bai, the He family's entire family ate until they were full and satisfied.
When Zhao Lanxiang was taking a bath in the evening, Sister He came to her room in the dark. She put a stack of money on Zhao Lanxiang's table and carefully pressed it with the celadon vase.
This money was the "rent" that Zhao Lanxiang paid yesterday.
She turned her head and saw that it was the young man who sold food in the black market.
Fortunately, the young man's focus was not on this. He said happily:
"I didn't expect to meet you here. It turns out that you live in Brouther Bo's house. This is really a flood against the Dragon King's temple. Hey! I've never seen you before when I came to Brouther Bo's house. "
Zhao Lanxiang said: "I'm an educated youth in the brigade. My dormitory collapsed, so I'm temporarily living in the He family."
The man who sold food looked at her.
"The mung bean cake that Brouther Bo sold this morning was made by you, wasn't it? I knew it as soon as I saw you … He doesn't have this kind of skill. I used to persuade him to join the industry and work with me, but he refused. Maybe he looked down on bad people like me! You're quite capable. You can make Brouther Bo help you sell food. "
Zhao Lanxiang was a little surprised. When the young man mentioned He Songbai, he always called him "Brouther Bo". His tone was natural and respectful. He was not like the villagers in Hezi village, who looked at him with disdain.
This made Zhao Lanxiang have a good impression of the young man who sold food.
"The customers who bought duck meat from you last time came to my food stall every day to ask about you. You made them stretch their necks and wait for you for so long. You should at least give them a definite answer. When are you going to make another can to sell? It's really strange. Is this thing really so delicious that it makes people yearn for it? "
Zhao Lanxiang couldn't help but laugh. She didn't plan on making duck food for a long time, "I won't make it. Next time I'll sell something else."
It wasn't that she didn't want to make money, but last time when she was selling duck food, she didn't pay attention and showed her face. For the sake of her personal safety, she didn't make duck food to sell this time.
Moreover, it wasn't easy to buy duck meat. Other people would buy one or two taels of meat to satisfy their cravings, but she bought more than ten kilograms in one go. It was hard not to attract attention. In addition, waiting in line was also a problem. Whether or not you could buy it depended on luck. In this era of planned economy, how could there be so much meat for everyone to eat?
To sum up, it wasn't easy to make a duck food business. Zhao Lanxiang wouldn't make duck food again in a short time.
Zhao Lanxiang asked with a smile, "You haven't eaten yet, right?"
She led the food seller to the kitchen. The young man stared at the fragrant braised meat rice in the pot and couldn't help but swallow his saliva, "Your cooking is quite good. No wonder the duck meat sold out so quickly that day. Such a fragrant rice, can you give me a bowl? "
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